Melting against Ronin (he was so solid, why was he so solid? where was the squish?) Tobi mewls inarticulate noises against his chest as her head nods up and down before shaking it back and forth. [say]"No I can't, because he'll think he's done something wrong and he hasn't because it isn't his fault and I really do love him just the way he is."[/say] This thought makes her tears grow even larger, but don't worry Ronin, you won't be charged for this partial shirt-washing service.
[say]"A vaca—hic!—tion?"[/say] Tobi laughs at that, as she stretches out her arms to wrap around Ronin (even if he feels like cuddling a statue). Her dark hair grows fluffier as she clambers into the Huntsman's lap. Without really realizing that she's shifted, Tobi huffs out a breath and rather aggressively noses one of Ronin's hands that he might fuss around her ears.
[say]"A vaca—hic!—tion?"[/say] Tobi laughs at that, as she stretches out her arms to wrap around Ronin (even if he feels like cuddling a statue). Her dark hair grows fluffier as she clambers into the Huntsman's lap. Without really realizing that she's shifted, Tobi huffs out a breath and rather aggressively noses one of Ronin's hands that he might fuss around her ears.
